Is this the real life
Is this just fantasy
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy
poor boy
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come easy go
little high little low
Anyway the wind blows
doesn't really matter to me to me
Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger now he's dead
Mama life had just begun
But now I've gone
and thrown it all away
Mama woo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on carry on
as if nothing really matters
It's too late my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind
and face the truth
Mama woo anyway the wind blows
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish
I'd never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche scaramouche
will you do the fandango
Thunderbolts and lightning
very very frightening me
Galileo Galileo
Galileo Galileo
Galileo Figaro magnifico-o-o-o
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go
Will you let me go
Bismillah No
We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah We will not let you go
Let me go
Will not let you go
Let me go
Will not let you go
Let me go-o-o-o-o
No no no no no no no
Oh mama mia mama mia
mama mia Let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me
for me
So you think you can stone me
and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me
and leave me to die
Oh baby Can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get outta
Just gotta get outta
Just gotta get outta
Just gotta get outta here
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows